Absolutel...

Absolutely unreal. Im leaving. Moving. To never return. Im in denial. And I can't stop fucking eating. It's like my gift to myself. This is a stressful time right?? *munch munch munch*It's disgusting the way I go to the grocery store- choosing what I want to devour. I choose a box of cereal and wonder to myself which will be best tasting still after the 4th bowl. I ate a whole fucking box yesterday. And a whole bag of chips & salsa. Then all today I cringe & grab at my thighs, how uncomfortable they feel rubbing & rubbing... And now its cold out and I cant fit into any of my jeans... even the ones I put away when I was so thin, the ones that hung off my ass like a saggy sack. Now they dont even button.Fuck me.